The World Was Ending And I Still Got Time To Flirt

Date: 4/6/2024

At work, a tornado just formed on the docks parking area, and our team was doing something out there, like some task force. At first, it was pretty windy, but there was no sign of danger. We were in a hurry, moving things around and bumping into each other the whole time. We were just amazed by it, that thing getting its form, getting stronger slowly. At that point, the wind was already too strong, and we got desperate to finish what we were doing. The tornado was moving around and sucking up everything. I didn't care. It was amazing, and I was so playful. People were just so scared, screaming, running, and hitting each other's pallet trucks. I was loving it until I was almost sucked up by that thing. The gravitational force was pulling me, and it was so strong, like a high tide. That moment, I realized I should stop joking and get inside. Inside, the place was crowded. Everyone was in line to punch the clock. They couldn't stop talking about what's happening outside. It was getting chaotic. I remember staring at a crippled guy and his facial expression, and Mozart sonata started playing. I went to the line behind this asian looking girl that I personally find very attractive, plus she looks at me sometimes, which gives me hope. She was the first in line, but she let me go in front of her. There wasn't much space between us, so I unintentionally touched her hair. Since I did it, I then began to caress it. "Sorry, I don't want to break a single strand of hair..." She liked it, looked at me, and smiled. But I'm such a pervert, touched her boobs too, and regretted it. That was too much.